Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
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Hey Shere...
Sorry for the mood...xo
I know how you feel. The Indigo Girls ALWAYS put me in a blue mood. Between their bland folk music and their disdain for the opposite sex, I'm one black dog until I cleanse my soul with a little Led Zeppelin IV.
Indigo: vvvrooomm, as it goes by
*this unscheduled blasphemy is brung to ya by Skunkfeathers, what reminds all that no matter what day of the week it is, there can only be 7 choices*
Thanks, Galen. It'll be okay. My pup is sick again and I was up all night with her. She seems better today, but we're seeing the vet in the A.M.:)
I'll happily pass on the Indigo Girls, Pugsley, for a listen to Black Dog. Doesn't get much better than that!:)
That's perfectly all right, Skunk. I love unscheduled blasfomys any day of the week!:-)
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